No Time Yet Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

No Time Yet



Life
Even though full of strife
Makes us clear
To live with fear

Who knows?
When high speed wind may blow
When tide may strike shore
Or make you feel sad and sore

So far and so true
Until you have passed through
Great ordeal with pain
The charm in life remains

As cyclone dashes your hopes
Misfortune brings all the shows to flop
Nothing works in favor
Flavor is lost in flower

So think of that side
And confide
With internal search
For the conclusion to reach

Life shall afford
No other word
Either swim or sink
There is no time to think

Saturday, October 18, 2014
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Mehta Hasmukh Amathalal 19 October 2014

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Mehta Hasmukh Amathalal 19 October 2014

welcome Ronabelle Salvador, Emilia Ayuk and Henry Okehie like this. Just now · Unlike · 1

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Mehta Hasmukh Amathalal 18 October 2014

Life Even though full of strife Makes us clear To live with fear

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Vadali, Dist: - sabarkantha, Gujarat, India
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